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Well. That episode hurt me xD
Accidentally wrote scared instead of hurt because I was thinking about how they were one of the couples of my shows I was most scared about and here we are xD but scared is also accurate lol. Scared me for weeks and here I am now lol xd. All throughout as well xD. Anyway!
Time for the. . .
REVIEW
Not as official as my 911 or tgd ones but yk, just saying that format for fun and because it deserves it :))
I really enjoyed this episode!! It genuinely was a super good episode, even if it did cut me deep in a way that will never heal :). xD But seriously, there were a lot of funny moments, as well as genuine emotional ones, and I had a lot of fun watching it :').
Now, first of all, to get it out of the way (aka it's the longest section, and I still probably won't say everything I want to, but I also want it the freshest in my mind): Jacob and Zach breaking up. I think I've made my feelings in that pretty clear lol, but just in case you missed anything: I hate it. I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it and how could they do this to me 😭. But genuinely, the reason wasn't awful (like nobody cheated or anything, thank goodness), we got to see Jacob's growth and non-growth through his being honest and his avoidance, and we got some super funny while also super heartfelt moments (mostly separate). I just really wish they didn't break up xd.
A big thing for me is that most of the time, especially if it's something that happens earlier in a show, and that show is still airing, I don't like not following canon. I like to think in ideas mostly canon compliant. But here's the thing: I probably won't really write anything with them broken up, at least right now I don't want to. But if there's ever something I want to write about in the future, I'll want to put them in there as together, and that changes things, and it's just a whole complex thing that I'd rather not deal with. It's a lot of emotional work for me for some reason and it's just annoying lol.
Because like, I have WIPs about them. I've written about them and just never finished or posted anything, and I want to continue writing about them. But it feels weird now, especially because of the anger in the breakup xd. Sometimes I process ways to make me feel better about decisions I don't like through fic, by writing how it works out in my head. I might do that for a getting back together fic, because I really think they deserve not to break up :((.
Anyway, about actual canon now: I am glad they can be happy on their own now. But I still really wish they were together xd. I also saw someone mention how the headcanon that Jacob's parents didn't like each other (which I agree with and have as a headcanon as well, maybe even because of that person lol) seems to fit his whole "honeymoon, hell, married and die" stages thing, and I think that if I do write a getting back together (cough cough coming to your senses-) fic that'll be a big part of the breakup reasoning. Anyway, right, canon xD.
I still really loved this episode, it just hurt me beyond compare lol. Sighh, I honestly don't know why, I just really loved them :'//. I'm honestly still in denial about them breaking up at all, it doesn't feel real and canonical yet xD. I really started to convince myself it would be okay, despite being scared :') xd. But, that's how it goes sometimes. I really do hope that some day they get back together, but I think the writers kind of burned that bridge (maybe purposefully - also, I say the writers because Jacob and Zach could become more amicable in the future lol).
Anyway, I'll probably have more feels later, but that breakup scene was raw man 😭. Honestly, I'm glad the jokes were there to lighten to the mood, but at the same time, I'm like "they deserve to have seriousness for their breakup". This was a four year relationship, man, you know? And they did get some genuine emotion, joke-free, which I appreciate <33. Speaking of, their ACTING was phenomenal!! They really gave us that :D. Their emotions were so real and accurate, it was just really good overall :). Also, if it must be his exit, that was on awesome exit for Zach/Larry xDD (as I saw someone say). Lol, I love these two idiots <33.
I do really hope one day they'll get back together, but like I said, I'm not holding my breath. I mean, I probably am anyway because I love them so much and I want them into be okay, but nonetheless lol. Especially with the anger in the breakup - it's hard to get past that narratively xd.
Anyway, long story short: I wish they didn't break up, but I'm glad they got the focus they deserved when they did. An episode titled for their storyline, an actual breakup scene and no cutaway, the entire conversation, and not even at the very of episode! Still, I already miss them so much <33. I love my boys 😭😭😭😭❤️💔💔💔❤️🥰🥰 <333.
Anyway!! Seeing Gregory be there for Jacob was really sweet :'DD. If we can't have Zach and Jacob, and least we have Jacob and Gregory's bestiesm :DD. They are so sweet and adorable y'all 😭😭😭❤️🥰. I love them going out together <33.
Janine and Melissa were great this episode xD Oh my gosh, I loved Janine this episode xDD. It was so good lol, so many funny moments. Also I loved the nonbinary sub 🥰🥰. Just that little bit of representation was so nice 🥰🥰 :'D.
Mr. Johnson being jealous and angry about Gregory and Jacob spending time together was great xD. Poor guy lol xd.
Ava helping Barbara out this episode SLAYYEDD :DD!! Also I'm so proud of Barbara for standing up for herself :').
The feeling of being ostracized a bit because of being too progressive is one I know and will probably know even more in the future xD. Also her saying a part of it is being friends with "some of the more colorful people" at Abbott 😭. I'm so not okay <33. She's talking about Ava, Jacob, Melissa, even Mr. Johnson, Gregory, and Janine to a point. I know that feeling as well and it is a scary and isolating one. I'm so proud of Barbara for standing up to them, and showing what she believes in, and I'm so happy for her :'D. Also she SLAYEDD that performance :D. And even though it sucks the shade the church ladies were throwing was good. But anyway, I loved the Ava and Barbara friendship :DD!! It was really great, and interesting angle to look at things from :). Also, Mr. Johnson being ex LDS is not what I was expecting on my bingo sheet for today lol /lh. Wild xD, but funny lol.
I am very tired lol, sorry if not all of this makes sense. Probably more later too, don't you worry :)
Overall, I really did enjoy this episode. It had some super great moments, and even though it broke me, I still thoroughly enjoyed it. Whether I'm happy with the decision they (characters and writers) made or not lol xD. Still, super amazing episode :)). I loved it :D.
So, yeah! I loved this episode. It hurt me, but I'm still so excited for the next one. This has been my review of. . .
Abbott Elementary, Season 3, Episode 5: Breakup
It absolutely killed me - wiped me out. But I am interested to see what happens next time, and what stays relevant from this episode. I'll be back next week for my review of. . .
Abbott Elementary, Season 3, Episode 6: Willard R. Abbott
See you then!!
#abbott elementary#ae#oasis's ae chatting#I tried to zone out and or fall asleep like 30 times whole writing this so my apologies for any typos lol#now I go not think about this breakup for a night xD#help me y'all#jacob hill#he just deserves the tag okay lol#not okay over this episode and never will be xdd#okay now time for me to go sleep lol#gn xD <33#I love you all :DD ❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!#byeeee :))) 🥰🥰🥰 <333!!!!
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DRIFTED ✦ SIMON GHOST RILEY
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✦ about: after yesterday’s incident, simon is there for you. at all times. even when you try to push him away :(
✦ content: afab reader, fluff, panic attacks, inaccurate medical terms xd, pining, violence mentions, no mask , hospital, no mentions of y/n
✦ a.n: part of this story is based on my personal experience, #definitelynotprojecting
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WAKING up in the hospital wasn’t what confused you the most, it was the weight of something, rather someone, in your arm. you felt your head dizzy, remembering yesterday’s events.
you were unconscious for the most part, but you do remember simon threatening the doctors they took care of you in that moment. simon was very panicked and angry, he couldn’t believe someone could do that to you, let alone a man.
he was desperate knowing who he was, so, he asked lily. lily was indecisive if telling him the story, i mean, she has no idea what’s your story with simon, you never told her he was your boyfriend soon to be husband
“look, i just remember they met in a meeting or something like that, i never saw her happy with him, it always seemed like she was just trying to move on about someone” simon felt a pang in his chest. he never knew anything about how you dealed with the breakup, he went away for as long as he could.
“the bastard started controlling her, and it was hard for her impossible to break up with him, the night she came from a long work trip, she found him in her flat, angry as hell. trying to force her to go move in with him and leave her work”
simon remembers how passionate you were while learning languages, being a translator was your dream, you just loved languages. he was happy to know you were still doing it :)
“the psycho tried to force her and started pushing her around, trying to take her out of her flat, i arrived just in time, i called 911 and they took him out of her flat. since there was no proof of him hurting her, police couldn’t give him a restriction order”
simon felt anger boiling up to him, how dare someone tried touching you like that?
an hour later, the doctor came out, telling simon your hip was fractured, the doctors managed to solve it, all you needed now was fisio therapy. and lots of rest. doctor said you would have a limp for a while when you walked, so you would need help while walking, simon ears perked at that, he could be near you now.
you were still unconscious, the anesthesia they gave you was hard on you. you were okay though, but simon didn’t think for a second he would leave your side.
he slept next to you that night. “i’m s’ sorry love” he said in a small whisper “i thought distance would b’good too, should’ know i needed to fight harder for you.” simon took a deep breath
“maybe then, you wouldn’t be here” knowing you dated this bastard, trying to move on, made him feel a bit guilty inside.
as you opened your eyes, your eyes moved to your left, you saw simon, his head on your arm, and his hand holding yours. you felt heat rush to your cheeks. he looked so peaceful like that. you always loved sleeping next to him, engulfed by his big arms, you always slept like a baby next to him :(
you slowly moved your other hand, and moved it to simon’s hair, soft as ever, making small patterns on his hair. you stared at him for what it felt like forever. maybe they were 5 minutes, but you really appreciated seeing simon again.
you felt when simon woke up, he was awake a while ago, but he wanted to feel your hands on him his muscles tensed up, and his hand tightened on your hand. the way he moved his head to look at you, made your cheeks even redder. he had this lazy look, his hair a mess, but his eyes held something when he looked at you. “love? you awake?” his deep voice made your thighs clench unconsciously, it sounded way too good.
“yes” you said breathlessly, simon sat up and started stretching, he was clearly in a very uncomfortable position, his black shirt moved up a little bit, making you see a clear outline of his abs. your face was a tomato at this point
“i’ll call the doctor, love” that nickname was making you feel things, how come in less that a minute he’s making you all flustered? you thought you moved on!
after 5 minutes of a medical check up, the doctor explained what happened to you, and of course, you felt the tears threaten to fall. you try hard to keep them inside, but it was really hard, you felt ashamed with yourself:(
lily came back after an hour of being in silence with simon, a lot of thoughts were spiraling on your head, where is he? is he at the police station? will you be safe in your home?
lily brought you a change of clothes, doctors gave you the heads up, but you need to come here every once a week for fisio. your sweater covered most of the bruises the bastard left you, making you less uncomfortable. being around simon in this state was making you feel weird.
as you tried standing up on the bed, your left leg gave out, making you almost fall, but simon’s hand was on your waist, firm on there, making you blush again, his hand felt so good around you you almost forgot your leg was hurting you .
he effectively caged you in between the bed, you didn’t dare to move your eyes, you were sure his lieutenant stare was on you right now. but you were so close to him, you could feel his muscled chest and his breath.
you saw simon moving to his side after a long minute, and move his left arm up, signaling you to grab it. you started waking out of the hospital with him, it felt weird, you were still processing the fact that he was here, and now you were waking with your arms intertwined?
you thought lily would be picking you up with simon, but turns out, simon brought his car, a jeep, when? god knows, but it was really good looking. simon helped you up, once again feeling his hands around your waist, so lovely. he helped you buckle up, again really close to you. all of this was making you confused. neither of you said a word.
the ride home was awkward, for simon, he didn’t know what to say, you didn’t say anything, and you, you were feeling shame, a lost gaze on the road. simon saw that and felt his heart clench, he didn’t like seeing you sad.
the elevator to your flat was not working, so, simon the oh so gentleman decided to carry you “wait! no simon, it’s okay, you don’t nee-!” he was carrying you bridal style, his big arms carrying you, one holding your waist, and the other your legs, you just hid your face on his chest.
simon smiled at that, it was so easy getting you flustered, and he must admit, he really missed having you in his arms.
by the time you were inside your flat, you just told him you needed to go to the bathroom.
you needed an excuse to get away from him, it was really shameful, not seeing each other for 2 years and now, he sees you a mess, not even able to walk correctly.
so many thinking made you start hyperventilating, not realizing, and a small sob made your way up to your throat.
simon, obviously, heard that, in less than a second he was on the door “love? you okay?” you heard simon outside making you cry now. you couldn’t see him right now.
“open the door love” simon said softly, he felt the need to hold you, that’s what he did everytime you cried
“no simon, please, just go” you said defeatedly, you had no control over your mind right now, and you didn’t want to hurt simon’s feelings.
“please, baby open the door” his soft voice made you weak, oh his soft voice that was only for you. you opened the door slowly. simon saw you, holding to your dear life on the bathroom’s counter. it was clear you couldn’t stand good by yourself.
“love” simon said approaching you, you just shaked your head, all the emotions of yesterday creeping up on you right now. “no, simon, please” sobbing, you seriously didn’t want him to see you like that
“you’ll hurt yourself like that, please let me help you” simon walked slowly to you, you just held his arms strong, still shaking your head, suddenly simon hoisted you up in his waist, taking care of your leg of course.
he got you up in the counter, and stood in between your legs “simon” you whimpered “what’s wrong huh? you don’t want me here?” you shaked your head, the exhaustion and all the emotions of yesterday and today was making you dizzy “it’s not that” with a small breath you looked at him on the eyes “i don’t like you seeing you seeing me like this, i feel ashamed, you stayed up all night with me on that room, and i appreciate it a lot, but i don’t to want to be a burden to you” you said in between breaths.
simon was confused for a second, he’s seen you cry a lot, you’ve cried on his arms, sobbed uncontrollably with him, why would you feel ashamed of being like this in front of him “simon, t-the situation” you took a shaky breath “that you saw yesterday, i, i don’t know how to explain it, i’m so ashamed it got like that”
“baby, hey look at me” his big hands cupped your face “i’m here for you okay, i know there’s been a lot of distance between us, but i’m here now ok?” simon put his forehead with yours, you were so close to him now, and the need to kiss him was strong, you thought he would want to leave.
“i, i don’t want to bother you” you said lowering your gaze to his chest, but simon just moved your head to his eyes “you are not a bother to me at all love” said simon smiling, and you surprised him by putting your arms around a him, hugging him tightly to you. you had your arms around his waist , and your face on hidden in his neck. simon felt warm inside, taking a second to react, he put his arms around your waist like he used to and pushed you tighter to him, you felt at peace with him, feeling his arms rub small circles on your back.
maybe it was a mistake breaking up with him, but you have him back now,
maybe the universe is giving you another chance, and you won’t let it miss
“come on baby, you need to rest” simon said carrying you to your bed. you tightened your hold on him when he dropped you to your bed, making simon make a small laugh “please you koala, you need to rest” simon was in between your legs again, with his forearms next to your head “stay here” you said almost slurring, the meds were clearly messing with your head right now, “i’ll be here, you don’t have to worry”
5 minutes later you laid fast asleep in your bed. lily arrived to your flat later, and saw simon going out of your room “hey, the police told me he’s under investigation and arrest, but i don’t know for how long” simon saw the worry in lily’s eyes “i’ll keep her safe, let’s hope for the best yeah?”
it was now simon’s duty to keep you safe, he won’t ever let you go again. ♡
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hello hello! how was this?? i hope it was interesting, like i said fluff is my thingy, so, expect this to be really fluffy hehe.
i like the drama, but also the comfort, sooo, expect another dramatic chapter again hehe
hope you liked it!! part 3 on the way!
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Yandere Yor where her darling (just friends right now) gets into a fight with their current partner, leading to them saying "I wish I was dating you instead." Thorn Princess things happen.
I misunderstood this ask a little bit XD There wasn't really an argument between you and your partner, but more of a "I'm so sick of this behavior" kind of thing. Either way, I hope you like it! I am so in love with Yor it isn't even funny.
Tw; character death (but no details mentioned at all), typical yandere behavior.
Word count: 1,439
You had met Yor a few months ago, and you two have become really close since then. She said her apartment was messy, so you never really went to her place. But that was alright, because you really liked your own place.
Today, she was visiting, and your partner was at work.
“Hey Yor! Come in!” You opened the door for her and she walked in, smiling at you.
“Hello! How are you?” It was simple, but she wanted to know how you were doing. She seemed to glance over her own feelings, but she cared deeply for yours.
You led her to your living room, and both sat down with your choice of tea or coffee.
You made small talk for a while, and she told some stories of her days at her job, while you gave stories about your job.
After a while, you were interrupted by a text. “Hold on, Yor. It’s from my partner.”
She gave a cold look, but it quickly went away and was replaced with concern.
“Something wrong?” She sounded as concerned as she looked.
You groaned, reading the text. “They’re going to come home late. They’re out drinking…again.” You flopped down on the couch, your head resting next to Yor’s thigh, and feet dangling over the end of the couch.
She smiled and reached over to pat your head. “Doesn’t that make every day this week that they left you alone to go drinking with friends?” She looked down at you, clearly concerned for your feelings.
Another groan from you, “Yeah…god they’re so irresponsible.” You leaned into her touch, and a soft blush formed on her face at just how cute you were.
“I’m sorry dear…” She continued to pat your head, and you smiled at her for this.
“I’m so done…” You sighed and put your hands up, stopping her from patting your head, and you took her hand in both of your own. “I wish I was dating you instead.”
Her face turned shocked, and she didn’t say anything.
You sat up, realizing what you said a moment too late. “I’m so sorry! It just came out, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable!” Standing up to put some distance between you two, you covered your face, embarrassed.
You didn’t hear her stand up, though it didn’t surprise you as you noticed a long time ago how she moved completely silently.
She took your hands and removed them from your face.
“I’m not uncomfortable…” You looked away from her, and she placed a finger on your chin, causing you to look directly at her.
You were met with the sight of a deep red blush on her face, and a soft smile. One you’ve come to love.
Yor spoke to you, “I like you. If you’ll let me…I’ll take you away from them. You deserve better.” She looked away from you briefly as the red on her face amplified somehow, “And I think I can be the better you deserve. I don’t have much, but I’d do anything to be able to provide for you.”
“R-really?” You kept trying to look away in embarrassment, but she would continuously use her finger to make you look back at her. “You care about me? I care about you so much! I haven’t been happy with my partner in a long time…if it’s okay…I’d like for you to be my girlfriend instead.”
The smile on her face melted your heart, as she spoke, “I would love that.” She gave you a second to recover, and held your hands before kissing your cheek. “Would it be okay if I stayed the night tonight?”
“But what about-”
She interrupted, “Don’t worry about them. I’ll help you draft a breakup text if you want. I plan to move soon…you’re always welcome to come to my new place. It won’t be far from here, so once you’re able…maybe we could move there together.”
A couple months ago, you wouldn’t have wanted to move out from you and your partner’s place, but the constant outings...you rarely see them anymore anyways. You fell out of love with them a long time ago, and have been harboring feelings for Yor instead.
You had been friends with Yor for long enough, you trusted her a lot. Maybe moving in with her was the right choice to make.
“O-okay!” You smiled at her and she smiled back.
“Don’t worry, I’ll sleep on the couch.” Her thoughtfulness was reassuring.
You spent the next few hours making jokes, playing video games (of which Yor was terrible at but it was endearing), and cooking together.
It was so domestic…you thought…’I could get used to this.’
But alas, you were getting tired. You yawned, and Yor giggled.
“If you’re tired, go to bed silly! Don’t overwork yourself!”
You smiled at her sheepishly, “Alright…then…I’ll see you tomorrow?”
Another giggle from her. God she was just so cute, “Of course! I’ll be here when you wake up.” She ushered you to your room, and you heard her lay down on the couch.
You awoke to the sound of your front door opening, and you went to check, thinking your ex partner would be coming home. It was late, around 3 am, but that was typical.
What you didn’t expect to see was Yor coming in, dressed in different clothes than she was wearing before.
“Yor…? What are you doing?” You yawned, still half asleep.
She looked at you, shocked at your being awake, “Oh! I got uncomfortable in the clothes I was wearing, so I ran home and changed!”
Again, you trusted her, so you took her word for it.
“Alright…I’m gonna go back to sleep for a few more hours.” And you turned to leave, but she walked over to you and turned you to face her.
“Alright dear…sleep well.” And she kissed your cheek once again.
A small blush was on your face at the gesture, but you ignored it as you were still very tired.
The next morning, you awoke at your usual time, and left your room to see Yor sitting up on the couch watching tv.
You didn’t pay it much mind, walking to the kitchen to start making breakfast for the two of you, when you heard something you wished you didn’t…
From the tv, you heard a reporter say, “Last night a murder victim was found in the alleyway between the convenience store and the Rabbit’s Foot Bar.”
You rushed into the living room, not even looking at Yor.
Then…they showed your ex partner’s picture.
They were…they were…dead?
Tears streamed down your face. Sure you didn’t love them anymore, but you didn’t want them dead.
A sigh came from Yor, and you turned to look at her, “I’m sorry love…they won’t hurt you anymore. You should be happy.” There was a dark look on her face.
“W-what? Yor! You can’t say that, I didn’t want them to die!” The tears continued to fall, and you looked back to the tv.
“The body was discovered at 2:46 am, and the time of death was estimated to be within minutes of the body’s discovery” You tuned out the rest.
“Yor…” You faced her, putting the pieces together. “Where did you really go last night?” The time of death matched how long it would take to get to the bar by foot, if she arrived around 3am…there was no way…she couldn’t have…
“I needed to do it, you know.”
Your eyes widened, she just confessed to murder.
“They hurt you. Anyone that hurts you doesn’t deserve to live on the same earth as you.” She stood up, walking slowly over to you.
You were too shocked to back away. Your voice was caught in your throat.
“Don’t you worry about a single thing, love. You’ll live with me, you won’t even have to work if you don’t want to. I can provide everything you need…as long as you stay with me.” She smiled, and leaned in, your lips almost touching.
You closed your eyes, wanting this nightmare to be over, as she slowly kissed your lips.
Under any other circumstances that would have made you melt on the spot. But knowing she…she killed him. It made you go stiff, and filled you with fear.
She pulled away, and looked deep into your eyes, “Sorry…I might be moving too fast. I’ll slow down to your pace. We’ll go at your speed…okay?”
You found yourself nodding, and she pulled you up off the floor, with strength you didn’t know she had. This woman was dangerous.
So why…did you want to go with her?
#yor x reader#gn reader#x reader#spy x family x reader#yor briar x reader#yandere x reader#yandere! yor x reader
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41. What would they do if they lost the other?
I'm taking this to mean what if the other like died or something not just broke up (cause that's a later question lol)
I think if Yumi ever lost Raymond (without losing herself to possession), she'd probably spiral extremely hard and not ever get back up out of that honestly. She would just destroy herself by just burning through life. No plan, hard drugs, wounded animal type wants and needs.
If Raymond lost Yumi it would be the only thing he thought abt for the rest of his (extremely shortened life). If people thought he was stiff before they now think he's absolutely inanimate. There's not anyone close enough to notice what exactly is wrong but like he hardly ever speaks and keeps cracking and losing teeth from how hard his jaw is clenched 24/7. It's only like a year before he's diagnosed with a million different stress related health concerns. He also self-harms but it's not as direct as what Yumi does, probably just neglecting to feed himself, interacting with his mother, carefully logging what happened to Yumi and storing it away like another research note, etc.
44. Do they cuddle often? Why or why not?
Yes, when they get the chance. They are both sooooo touch-starved and Yumi is an extreme cuddler once she's comfortable. Raymond is accommodating :D They get real crazy with it, spooning, jetpacking, 2player naps on the couch, sleeping in the car,
47. Do they sleep beside each other? Why or why not?
They don't share a living space (at least not during TWIG canon i haven't given any thought to what comes after if im being SO honest xD) but they do sleep beside each other when they spend the night. Why? Cause they're fucking o_o
50. Would they ever break up? If so, why? Who would handle the breakup better?
if they ever did break up, it would most likely be Raymond initiating it. He would either have too many hangups about the nature of their relationship (boss/employee, teacher/student, massive age gap) (dumbass doesn't factor in the fact that they're basically bound for life thanks to the demon situation THANKS TO HIM). IF Yumi initiates the breakup it would have to be because Raymond fucked up/crossed a boundary (her boundaries are so fucked it's really hard to do this) and even then she could likely be talked into not going through with it.
Raymond would handle the breakup way better, Yumi would handle it like a teenager with plenty of tears, sulking, and drama
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[person who knows exactly how romcoms end] and then what happened with Robert and Mark?????
(Guessing you meant Robert & Josh :D)
So Robert tells Josh his tale of woe, and the whole time Josh is looking increasingly torn between stunned and horrified. Robert (who’s lowkey oblivious and not always great at reading people) assumes this is because he’s Totally Winning and Josh is realizing Robert was absolutely right to say his week has been worse. He finishes the story and goes like ahha! See, what did I tell you? Now where’s my prize? And Josh just starts. Laughing. But like kind of uncontrollably. The flight attendants are looking over trying to figure out if they’ve been trained for this. Robert is torn between being offended and worrying that this man is having a legitimate mental breakdown.
Eventually Josh calms down enough to apologize and explains to Robert the reason he reacted like that is because his week was. The same. Like aside from minor details, almost beat for beat that same stuff went down. He walks Robert through the details of his breakup with Holly, and by the end both of them are laughing because seriously, how much more ridiculous can this whole situation get?
(Putting the rest under a read more because this got long oops lmao)
They still bicker for a little while over who had it worse (Robert: okay but it was On Our Anniversary for me. Josh: I was literally two seconds from getting on one knee. The ring was in my pocket. At least you weren’t planning to propose until later that night!) Eventually they decide to just buy each other a glass, and right as they’re finishing up - the plane lands.
They’re both surprised - it feels like the flight flew by (pun intended XD). Josh thanks Robert, because he was expecting the flight to be miserable and lonely but commiserating with Robert has actually made him feel a lot better. Robert says something cheeky like glad my suffering could be of some use, and Josh rolls his eyes because he’s already getting used to Robert just being Like This.
They get off the plane, and Josh almost asks Robert if he wants to grab a last drink at the airport bar - but his phone is getting flooded with all the messages from concerned relatives he missed when he was in the air, and he gets distracted. When he looks up, Robert is gone.
Josh goes home and doesn’t think anything of it. Robert was a pleasantly bizarre end to a terribly bizarre week, but they’re in New York now. What are the chances he’ll ever see him again?
As it turns out, very high. Suddenly Josh is running into Robert Everywhere. Their workplaces are collaborating on something and the two of them get assigned to work together. Josh goes for a walk and Robert happens to be at the same park. Both of them are clearly confused and astonished as to why this keeps happening, but every time it happens they talk for a little and maybe grab some coffee. After the work thing, they exchange numbers.
Thus begins the part of the movie where they bond - they go on walks and one night when they stay late at the office they order food and eat together. One of them has a late night emergency (maybe the fire alarm goes off at their apartment or they can’t stay there for whatever reason) and their Only Option is to stay with the other for a night.
They have a long conversation about what went down with their exes - more serious this time. Josh confides his fear that if he couldn’t make it work with Holly, he’ll never be able to make it work with anyone. Robert responds by saying that he knows he isn’t great with people - Elizabeth was the only person who ever seemed to understand and not just tolerate him, until - never mind. What, no it’s nothing, really, just ignore him.
Because I’m not a fan of stories that throw the ex-girlfriend under the bus for the sake of the queer romance, Holly and Elizabeth’s decisions are never framed as evil or cruel. The guys are genuinely understanding of why they ended things, and, at the end of the day they are glad they figured out the relationship wasn’t working before they got married. They’re hurt, yes, and probably a little angry at times, but the movie never villainizes the women for backing out of a relationship that was not going to make them happy, once they realized that’s where things were going. (Also in this story nothing happened between the exes and the Good Hallmark Guys until stuff was officially ended with Robert and Josh. Because this is MY ridiculously self-indulgent romcom and I do what I want.) At some point Holly comes back to NY to collect all her things and officially move out, and she and Josh have a heartfelt conversation about their relationship and the way neither of them were ever really honest with each other about the ways it wasn’t working. Holly apologizes again for hurting Josh, and Josh wishes her the best.
I don’t know how Robert and Josh actually end up getting together yet, but suffice it to say that (after a lot of bonding, getting over the exes, and slow burn pining) they do.
Tldr: they fall in love.
#bad hallmark guys AU#thanks for the ask!#I appreciated the excuse to ramble about these boys some more#I am going to write approximately none of this lmao#but it lives in my brain rent free now#it's been a long time since I wrote fluffy romance shenanigans and I forgot how fun it is!#ivy writes#ivy rambles#Hallmark hire me to make this a movie
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My WIPs
@solarsavoy wrote about her wips, and that got me thinking about mine. Unlike her, this isn’t so much to show you what my goals are, but what kind of plotbunnies are bouncing around in my brain at the moment…
Well, first of all, there’s of course those wips I’m already posting, and hopefully finishing some day soon(ish). Stress the word hopefully… >_> Caught Between, a Hikaru no Go fic with intersex Sai, and All the Gifts, Assassination Classroom fic inspired by The Girl with All the Gifts (which has been facing something of a writer’s block for a while, but good news for the readers: I started writing this again yesterday!)
Then, the unpublished wips (that are stealing all my attention). Don’t hold your breath waiting for any of these, though… they'll happen. Some year.
Untitled Assassination Classroom/Danganronpa crossover #1
I’m pretty excited about this one, but also slightly terrified. I mean, I’m afraid this fic’s going to be huge (in size, that is), and I technically know where it’s headed, but I’ve no idea how to reach that ending yet. ^^; I also have way too many characters in my hands (all assclass characters + all characters from the 3 DR games…) How many different povs can you have in one fic? I’ve now written some 6k of words, and I’m still far from what I consider the starting point of the fic. >_> It’s all just background stuff so far.
The starting point? It’s this: “Under the broken moon, Junko Enoshima laughed.”
(I feel like that sentence is a bit… overly dramatic or something, but I just like the image. XD)
Untitled Assassination Classroom/Danganronpa crossover #2 which is in fact a Koro Quest/Despair Dungeon crossover. I personally like this idea a lot and I’ve a clearer view of the plot than with the first crossover. I’ve written most of the first chapter, but the previous plotbunny’s demanding my attention right now…
Trying to come up with a title for this, I created one kinda in the style of the ridiculously long Victorian chapter titles: The Epic Tale of How Students of Two Grand Schools Set Aside Their Differences and Joined Forces to Combat Despair. Then, just for the sake of procrastination, I put that through several layers of google translate, and it turned into this: Breakups aside, a good story about two high school students struggling with depression.
Therefore, I’m thinking of this fic these days as Breakups Aside, just fyi. A working title? It has nothing to do with the plot, but so what.
And then there is Toilet-Bound Nagito-kun. Umm, does this need any explanation? xD Hajime has a wish, that’s all I’m saying about the plot. If you’ve played DR2, I’m pretty sure you know what that wish is. Something he’s desperate enough to realize that he’s sneaking into a girls’ bathroom in the middle of the night after an urban legend. This was inspired by a short clip on youtube. Don’t watch the video if you’ve not played DR2! No spoilers for Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun, the clip’s from the very beginning of the anime. Here it is.
I thought this fic would just be a pointless, short one-shot, but now that I’ve reached what should have been the end, the characters suddenly want me to take this seriously, and I don’t know where I’m going with this anymore. >_> We’ll see.
Then, there’s two more additions to Mythologica (assclass retellings of various myths, that is) that for now exist only in my mind:
Helen of Troy which is nothing but a rom-com. Here’s the cast: Kanzaki as Helena, Sugino as Menelaus, Isogai as Odysseus, Ren as Paris of Troy, and basically the rest of 3-E guys (apart from Nagisa and Karma) as her other suitors. Oh, and Maehara is Penelope, i.e. Odysseus’s love interest. XD
Then there’s a very short ficlet idea with Hazama as Medusa. Inspired by the song Medusa by Heather Dale.
And some sequels:
The Haunting of Kunugigaoka, continuation to blind alley. Again, something I really want to write, but it exists only as a bunch of random ideas in my mind, atm. It’s not even a wip yet…
A sequel for Chika-go, crossover between Hikago and Dresden Files, still untitled (what a surprise!) I’ve only written very little of the beginning, and this is unlikely to be ever finished… but I like the first fic a lot and would love to write this someday. Hikaru returns to Chicago years later with Akira, just to find out that a lot has changed.
And oh damn, I’d forgotten about this one! A Dresden Files fic about Thomas. I seem to have written over 7000 words of it… I really have to finish this someday. There’s less than half left to be written, anyway.
That’s it, I guess? There might be some other random things, but they’re so unlikely to ever be realized that it’s not worth it to talk about them.
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The Best Laid Plans...
I’m feeling really conflicted about everything right now. On one hand, Ana and I’s plan worked (!), but on the other hand, the night did not go as expected...
I’ll start from the beginning.
I could barely sleep Thursday night, I was so excited for Friday’s festivities. I was jittering all day and couldn’t stop myself from smiling, kids at school probably thought I looked like a clown. In guitar, I tried to play it cool lol. James and I didn’t sit next to each other and I avoided looking at him all class. I was afraid if I did, I would burst. But he managed to snag me again after class (my heart did skip a beat, they way it always does around him) and he asked me if I was sure he should pick me up at the old barn. He said it didn’t seem safe. I told him it was fine (but I was internally screaming at how cute his concerned face looked). He was like “idk...” so, regrettably, I was forced to tell him about the barrenness of my social life, i.e. how I was planning on sneaking out because my mom would never let me go to a party, much less with a BOY. He cautiously agreed, which was pretty sweet. I was worried he would think I was a loser, but he really just seemed genuinely worried about me.
Work felt excruciating. I bolted straight to Ana’s as soon as my shift ended. I had to sacrifice some textbooks to make room in my backpack for some clothing options for the party. Ana thought I should wear black, cuz black is a mysterious and alluring color, but I reminded her that this was a PREPPY party and she was like “ok so what do preps wear?” and I realized I didn’t really even know since everyone wears uniforms at school. Ana rolled her eyes and was like, “are you really gonna dress up all disney channel to make some lame rich kids like you?” and I was like “touche” lol.
Ana INSISTED on the black so I wore one of my lacy black camis and Ana leant me her black skinny jeans. I also put on a slew of rosaries (including my favorite one, which had black beads), Madonna-style. Ana said I kinda look like Aly and AJ from the “Potential Breakup Song” music video, which I guess qualifies as disney channel sorta xD
Ana and I don’t really wear makeup (besides Baby Lips lip balm) so she snuck some from her mom to put on me. Just some shimmery gold eyeshadow, mascara, and lipgloss. The lip gloss was called Juicy Tubes and it smelled DELICIOUS. Ana said that lip gloss makes guys unconsciously look at your mouth because the shininess draws more attention to them. I was like “how would you even know that???” and she was like “I READ IT IN SEVENTEEN, SUE ME” hahahahaha
(God sorry am I boring you? Wait. Who am I even apologizing too?? LMAO xD)
Anyway, at 7:45-ish, I stole out Ana’s bedroom window into the night! I felt that same rush I felt when Ana and I went on our nighttime bog excursion, it was exhilarating.
I had my scuffed-up, old tennies on for the walk to the Tempers’ barn (it’s technically closer to my house than to Ana’s, the Tempers are basically my next-door neighbors--I’ll get into that in a bit). I spotted two red tail lights radiating in the dark, casting an eerie red glow into the woods by the road. I clicked off the lil’ flashlight I brought and hurried to the car--a midnight black pick-up truck--with excitement, until I realized that I wanted to act cool so I slowed down a lil’ bit (as though he could even see me at this hour lol).
I peered into the passenger window, suddenly struck with the fact that I didn’t even know if this was actually James or not. But the mystery man flicked on the inside light, which promptly illuminated James’ angel face. (´∀｀)♡ He smiled earnestly then fumbled to unlock the car door, which was VERY endearing. I climbed inside and he said, “Hey,” to which I responded, “Hey” in kind.
I’m afraid to report that those were about the only words we spoke to one another during that car ride. I was too occupied trying not to nervously glance at James constantly (and failing miserably). I think I could tell he was nervous too !! His eyes seemed glued in front of him, his body rigid, except for his Adam’s apple, which was bobbing noticeably.
When I wasn’t doing my nervous glancing, I too was staring straight ahead, suddenly very aware of the sound of my winter coat squishing against my seat. Speaking of winter coat, James wasn’t wearing one. Instead, he wore a slightly oversized black leather jacket. Obviously it was genuine leather and in good condition, like he takes care of it. Again, I nobly attempted not to swoon. ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡
Morrissey drifted from the stereo, bathing our awkward silence in his droopy, lilting timbre. Thank GOD for music.
You could tell when we passed the threshold into Nettlebrook proper, where the dirt roads turn to cobblestoned streets, alit by antique gaslights. We wound our way up the hill overlooking main street (and the bog) and the further up we went, the more extravagant the houses became. I mean, these were mansions! Like OLD MONEY, frickin’ VICTORIAN mansions, the largest of which loomed over us, at the very top of the hill. It was more of an estate, enclosed by a tall gate--I assume this is where the Mayor lives. His home was flanked by two other majestic mansions, but I wasn’t sure to whom they belonged.
James must have noticed my eyes bugging out of my skull, because he laughed softly and asked if I’d ever been on the hill before. I shook my head no, but then remembered that I actually had, when I was really young. I told him, “my mom took me for a walk around town, but when we started going up the hill, a police officer told us to go back, because it was private property.”
“That’s really stupid,” James said, looking genuinely disappointed. “Well, we’re here.”
Christa’s house was also a mansion, though it looked newer than the stately Victorian ones. Before we left the car, I remembered to change my shoes. I took off my old tennies and slipped into the black ballet flats I had brought with me. James opened the car door for me and even helped me out by holding my hand (such a gentleman!!) and I again felt the need to burst.
Now... at the party is where things go wonky.
To be continued.......
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💕 Taecyeon & Mari
@unfinishedjulyrain
How did they meet? - At Mari's home. (cough)
Who flirted with who first? - It wasn't so much as flirting, more an, agreement to date that later bloomed to their current relationship.
Was it love at first sight or a slowburn romance? - Slowburn I suppose
Did they start dating right away or were they friends before things became romantic? - they were more enemies before they started dating lol
What was their first date? - It was romantic, but Taecyeon only had her on his mind the whole time.
What are their favourite things to do on date nights? - sex? XD It always seems to lead to it anyway.
Do they still go on dates after being together for a while? - I believe they will be.
What is their love language? - intimacy
Who kissed who first? - Taec I think?
Who started the relationship? - Them both
Monogamy or Polyamory? - Mono
Are they/do they plan on getting married? - yes they are plannig, or at least Taec is planning on asking her
Who proposed? Was it a yes or no? - He haven't proposed yet, for real.
Do they want kids? Who brought it up first? - taec doesn't right now. That's too big for him.
Do they already have kids, together or from previous relationships? - no kids
Do they have any routines/rituals in their relationship? - Not really any right now, but I bet they will build some.
How do they take care of each other when they are sick/hurt? - Taec would make sure she's comfortable in bed and have everything she needs.
How do they like to spend time together? - It's very much touchy touchy whenever they are with each other, they can't keep their hands to themselves lol
What are their favourite non-sexual forms of intimacy? - Just talking, laying in bed in each other's arms and just talk.
What are some of their favourite things about their partner? - You can't ask Taecyeon that. He'd think her smile and the way she scrunches her nose and little things about her that makes him all warm inside and all but he would say something like "her fine ass"
How do they comfort the other when they are upset? - Taecyeon would hold her and kiss her.
Who buys the other spontaneous gifts? - I think Mari would
What position do they sleep in? - taec hugging Mari
Do they bathe/shower together? yes
Do they do anything else in the bath/shower other than wash? - yes
In the bedroom - Vanilla, a little spice, or kinky af? - little spice and kinky AF
For applicable ships - who tops/bottoms? - they switch
For applicable ships - who is more dominant/submissive? - both
What is their favourite sex position? - they like to experiemnt
Do either of them enjoy bringing sex toys into the bedroom? - both
Favourite place to have sex? - bed & couch
Most adventurous place they’ve had sex? - uhm, where have they not been? dklfj
How often do they fight? What about? - They do. I think it's mostly about Taecyeon's ways of not expressing himself
Have they ever broken up? - No
Messy breakup, amicable split, remain friends, ride or die or til death do us part? - till death do us part
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Set Sail: Accepting
@chaosworthy asked:
💕 // for our bois
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How did they meet? By complete accident in a random Zone. Arrow injured himself and Volt was on the run, but they had that chance meeting and it just grew from there.
Who flirted with who first? I’m pretty sure that was Volt.
Was it love at first sight or a slowburn romance? It was a slow burn but Volt was the one who fell first.
Did they start dating right away or were they friends before things became romantic? Friends first and evolved into the relationship they have now.
What was their first date? I actually have really horrible memory issues, but I remember one of their more important dates was one at Chirp’s that came with Arrow singing to him and if Volt could have fallen any harder, he would have.
What are their favourite things to do on date nights? Honestly I think it’s being able to spend time together.
Do they still go on dates after being together for a while? All the time. Although for them, the dates probably consist of walking/dancing on the beach or just grabbing takeout and watching a movie with Harmony.
What is their love language? Affectionate touches, kisses, cuddles.
Who kissed who first? Volt. XD
Who started the relationship? I know Volt was the one to try to initiate it, but knew Arrow was wary because of the current situation in his life. But after a certain incident with Dark, they talked about it and went into it together.
Monogamy or Polyamory? Monogamy.
Are they/do they plan on getting married? They’re both in the mindset of not needing some piece of paper to show how much they love one another.
Who proposed? Was it a yes or no? Technically neither have, but you could consider them married already. They act like an old married couple. ;p
Do they want kids? Who brought it up first? Volt had Harmony before they started dating, but they have talked a few times about expanding their family by adopting.
Do they already have kids, together or from previous relationships? See the above answer. Volt had Harmony but she considers Arrow her dad.
Do they have any routines/rituals in their relationship? Nighttime tea around bedtime.
How do they take care of each other when they are sick/hurt? Neither of them really get sick, but they tend to be very doting on a sick family member (aka Harmony). And the same is said when they’re hurt.
How do they like to spend time together? Anyway they can. Anyhow they can. With Volt running a leather goods shoppe in the village, Arrow spends time there when he’s working, otherwise you’re likely to find the whole family in the back garden.
What are their favourite non-sexual forms of intimacy? Kissing and cuddling
What are some of their favourite things about their partner? Volt loves pretty much everything about his partner. He’s also a bit partial to his singing voice.
How do they comfort the other when they are upset? Holding one another and just sitting together as the other either collects their thoughts or talks about it.
Who buys the other spontaneous gifts? Arrow more often. Volt tends to make things (food or trinkets).
What position do they sleep in? Any that allows them to be close to one another. Usually facing one another but sometime Volt is on his back with Arrow snuggled up against his side and resting his head on that fluffy chest.
Do they bathe/shower together? As much as Volt would love to, Arrow isn’t a fan of sharing the shower so he doesn’t.
Do they do anything else in the bath/shower other than wash? Since they shower and bathe separately, no.
How often do they fight? What about? They don’t fight. They’ve had one or two in the past, but that was because of the other hiding something.
Have they ever broken up? Nope.
Messy breakup, amicable split, remain friends, ride or die or til death do us part? I’m pretty sure we can say these two are a til death do us part. And neither of them are going anywhere any time soon.
#Ask The Hybrids#GUN File: Headcanon#Free As The Wind: Arrow#Your Love Has Called My Name: Arrow&Volt#chaosworthy
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My week...
Well my bestie called me to acept my invitation to go to the FIL after our works this friday and this is an special oportunity 'cause I can't see him often because he lives at US (I promised to give him a coffee to the special touch hehe) I hope this time we don't have problems, most of the time after or before we meet his mom... I don't want to confirm anything, but looks like she always try to not let him meet me, because most of the time after we meet she acts in this... dramatic way, so I hope he doesn't get problems this time. Live music starts at 8pm btw.
The offer for this job... I don't wanted at first because of what I explained, but also because they didn't tell me where I'm going to work, but said some things that gave me some clues about where and I don't have a very good impression of there. But today when I handed in my documents and signed many things they already gave me more details, first, this is not an official contract, it's temporary for a few months (or maybe one who knows) but I can get all the benefits like an official position; but after some time if they see that I'm very good at it, they can offer me the official position, so it could be like a prove to that and see if I can do more of this kind of works. the process to this work is a little extended so maybe in may we can get the big news. Oh btw is in HR department so at least is something consistent with my career <3. Thank you so much for your supportive words, they helped me to feel a little less guilty and try to have a better attitude into this.
About your gf, I never think something bad about her, I pass for this kind of problems too, so there's no reason to that, but I've to admit that it crossed my mind "breakup because he wants her attention and because of her temper it's absurd", but this are common problems in a relationship with a pretty simple solution so all this time I was very worried about that xd, thanks for telling me that you are better now, I hope you continue nurture your relationship. <3
I really really like to know more about you, like thinking about you running somewhere, you studying, riding a bike, playing with your doggies...now I sound creep xd, well anyways I'm honest; I have 2 doggies too! Darwin has a son, his name is Jhonny "Bravo" (that's a short funny story, I'm going to tell you other day) he is almost 2 years old but still acting like a puppie, it's cute.
Last hour my dad told me that my grandma needs me to go to the US to accompany her to the hospital for check-ups, she has cancer since... I can't remember, maybe more than 8 years, but she gets careless recently and she gets very weak for that, she is getting a little better now so that's why she wants to go. Last year I accompany her to medical oppointments maaaany times in the US and thanks for that we spent a lot of time together and getting to know each other more <3. I discovered that she really likes to read a lot like me, that one of her favorite books is Robinson Crusoe and I liked that book too, we both are very distracted, we love go to shopping and look very closely at stores, we both like to talk about education topics, that we really enjoyed walking, also that we both have problems organizing our times and even more; my mom says that we are like twins and that's not exactly a good combo lol. So I know tomorrow is going to be a little tired, but well, I couldn't see her in like 2 months because of work so this is an opportunity to that, I hope I can bring her some flowers.
Champion’s dinner // Today’s sky
My camp half-blood t-shirt // Moon last night
There are more more more and MORE things that I want to write you but I have to sleep xd
#Your are so funny I always liked that and still I do#Im veery happy that you can go back to therapy!#I believe that you can do whatever you want because I already saw it!#I really really really want to start a youtube channel too but just to create vlogs#It's like my frustrated dream ofadolescence maybe some day#PLEASE be more careful!#I love that random questions on exams <3#Good night#See you in october
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Abbott Elementary Episode 4: Smoking!! I lowkey forgot Abbott aired last night till I saw a clip of it on YouTube earlier, I believe lol. I watched it earlier today and did not liveblog it, but I'm here to talk about it a bit now!
Not much though, because it's late and I had a show tonight, and more tomorrow and Saturday lol.
The fact that they were discouraging substances while all actively using substances is hilarious xDDD It's not where I was expecting that to go lol! Idk what I was expecting, but not that xD
I'm glad it really talked about how broken the system is. I hope that kid doesn't get suspended <3.
Also the jokes the kids made about their vices were wild 💀. That dust bowl was out of control XDD Iconic all around though lol
I'm glad Jacob decided to give up vaping lol, good for him :') <3. Out of all of them his was honestly the most actually harmful lol.
Even though I don't love the detail that he vapes (mostly because you'd think being against it would be one of his many liberal policies lol), I really love that it brought back that smoking comment from the pilot!! Also I can totally spin this into a vices from deep anxiety thing which is lovely lol. Also the air bit was hilarious xD
Anyway they're all idiots but I do love them all lol <33
Also Janine was wild with that teacher lol 💀. I do think there were some things she was right about (like. the literal education parts lol) but dang girl xD love that the sub did not care at all lol
Unrelated but I love Jacob immediately blaming Morton for the smoking lol xD
Anyway seeing them all being chill at the end was great xD. Like Barbara trying the oil, Jacob quitting, etc lol. Good for them :).
This episode caught me off guard a bit, especially since I don't use substances, but I kinda like that, once again! This season is really throwing me off my game in the best way possible - we all need to be made uncomfortable sometimes to learn stuff :). This episode it wasn't too much, because I don't disrespect anyone who uses drugs (of the safe kind), but since I don't it's still a view into the other side.
Also Gregory's was so him xD. Honestly all of them lol - Janine's makes so much sense in hindsight (also Gregory's comment to her about like "Did you smoke last night" 💀 XDD iconic lol), Melissa's (and her smoking background - which by the way, the comments about that were funny too lol) made sense, Barbara's was- yeah xD, her lol, we basically already knew about Ava xD. And of course Jacob's is a callback lol! And it does kinda make sense for him, even if I thought he would know. I mean hey, we do things we know are bad all the time lol, and nobody can resist everything. Also I think I'm in partial denial because I don't want him to have gone through what it puts you through lol xD. Anyway, they were all super accurate :D.
I loved this episode!! I thought it was really great and I'm so excited for the next one :D. I am also utterly terrified :). Help me please :'). The title and description are scaring me and I swear to goodness they better be a mislead. I think they probably are but still xD.
Don't break them up please I need them lol
Also I'll just pretend it never happened anyway xD
Oh dang I probably won't be able to see that episode live either- eh we'll deal with that later.
So yeah! I loved the episode :D. I thought it was really great and super interesting :). I'm excited for the next one!
This has been my review for. . .
Abbott Elementary, Season 3, Episode 4: Smoking
It was really good :)). I'm really excited to see the next one but y'all I am so scared lol.
I'll be back next week for my review of. . .
Abbott Elementary, Season 3, Episode 5: Breakup
See you guys then!!!
#abbott elementary#ae#oasis's ae chatter#abbott elementary 3x04#it's gonna be the choir it's gonna be the choir it's gonna be the choir it's gon-#xD#anyway!!#as I said I just did a show (like two hours ago lol) and I have two more ahead soon so I'm gonna head out xD#gonna eat and then go to bed lol#get some rest y'all :))#I love you all :DD ❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!#byeeee :))) 🥰🥰🥰🥰 <33!!!!
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I think this is the first time he stopped himself from saying something that he should not have said out loud so easily. I guess that proves the situation he and Claire are in, as usually, around her, he doesn’t mind giving complement's and saying cheesy stuff.
Millium always need to know what going on, but I love that about her. Because she doesn’t do it because of any bad intention. She is just naively curious. And wants to help if needed. She would not have intervened if not necessary either.
I don’t want to play down what everyone else felt or what people like Ein went through, but imagine seeing the man you love get blown up in his own ship, unable to do anything to save him and all that before you even really could talk much about your feelings for each other. It must have pained her greatly.
This was such a satisfying moment to watch. I mean, look at we started out with that idiot stuck in a cell in Liberl because he drank an immensely expensive. How Schera drunk him under the table to keep him out of bracer business, just for him to show up anyway. And look at how far we have come. With Oliverts character itself as well as his relationship with Schera. Its like... all the time he felt like playing his lute in seemingly unnecessary situations were so worth it at the end. We the players deserve this as much as these two do.
You don’t say...
And yet... this moment was worth it all. All the ups and downs and separations and breakups and awkwardness. And also... getting the confession from Alisa only at the final bonding event makes it so much more special then the others throwing it at Rean at their casual bonding events without him truly reacting.
All the frustration about the breakup and the awkwardness falls from your shoulders like a heavy burden when you watch this scene.
Lloyd was right after all. This is THE night XD (Not sure if he had as much fun as Rean did tho ^^’)
Okay, that was not fast at all XD
Its much later then I was hoping it would, but I finished the intermission and so now I can go happily and do the rest of the stuff I was supposed to do today.
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250 of 2023
Mercury: What’s your full name?
...and what else? Do you really think I’m gonna share my last name here?
Venus: What’s your first language?
Dutch.
Earth: Where’s your home?
Where my heart is. Middelkerke, Belgium.
Mars: What’s your sexuality?
Gay, but asexual.
Jupiter: Do you have any siblings?
Yes, one younger sister.
Saturn: Any pets?
Two cats, both girls.
Uranus: What’s your hobby?
Photography and travels.
Neptune: When’s your birthday?
In a week.
Pluto: What time is it right now where you are?
23:13, it’s night.
Moon: What are you currently studying/hope to study?
Nothing, my uni is on hiatus.
Sun: Have you ever had alcohol?
Lol no, I don’t even know what it is. Are you kidding me?
Sirius: Have you ever failed a class?
Yeah, almost.
Rigel: Have you ever gone on a rollercoaster?
No, and I don’t want to.
Deneb: Have you ever been out of your home country?
I’ve been to six countries in total, all in Europe.
Arcturus: Have you cried out of something other than sadness?
I’m not a crybaby.
Betelgeuse: What’s something you can never forget about?
Taking my medication.
Aldebaran: What’s something you care desperately about?
The people I love, and my cats.
Canopus: Have you ever broken a bone?
No, my bones are ridiculously strong.
Bellatrix: Have you ever been forced to lie/keep a secret?
No. I keep secrets because that’s my nature, and I’m a terrible liar.
Alphard: Have you ever lost a friend?
Yeah, that friend who used to call me “his little brother”. I’ve heard his depression went really bad.
Vega: What’s something you’ve done that you wish you hadn’t?
Had sex lol.
Centaurus: Favourite holiday?
Christmas and summer vacations.
Orion: Favourite month?
June and July.
Cassiopeia: Favourite book?
I don’t like these “favourite” questions. How can I choose just one book if I love to read??
Delphinus: Favourite study?
Physics.
Hercules: Favourite instrument?
Piano, violin, harp, cello.
Gemini: Favourite song?
Too many to mention. How on earth am I supposed to choose just one?
Pegasus: Favourite place to be?
My hometown. Or the beach nearby.
Libra: Favourite colour?
Black and green.
Phoenix: Favourite thing to wear?
All my hoodies and cargo trousers. Nothing tight.
Aries: Favourite movie?
Ew, movies. Boring.
Cygnus: Favourite weather?
Either warm and sunny or thunderstorms.
Hydra: Favourite sound?
Sea waves on thr beach, cat’s purring, the sound of rain/wind outside the window (especially at night), thunders.
Milky Way: Who’s your oldest friend?
Marc, I suppose.
Andromeda: Do you consider yourself social?
Half and half.
Black Eye Galaxy: Do you believe in love at first sight?
No, I don’t. For me, it’s nothing more than infatuation. How can you fall for someone you know nothing about?
Cartwheel Galaxy: When was your first kiss?
At the age of 22. Never felt the need before that.
Cigar Galaxy: How’s your flirting skills?
0/10 lol. I come across as flirty (that’s what others say), but I absolutely have no clue how to do it consciously XD
Comet Galaxy: Have you ever had to leave a relationship because someone changed too much?
No, he left me. It was the time of emotional turmoil.
Pinwheel Galaxy: Would you date the last person you talked to?
He(’s already my husband.
Sombrero Galaxy: Do you have a crush right now?
I love my husband, that’s it. I have some platonic interests, too.
Bode’s Galaxy: Have you ever had a secret admirer?
No, I don’t think so.
Sunflower Galaxy: Would you date/make friends with someone out of pity?
No, I’m a terrible liar.
Tadpole Galaxy: Would you deny a relationship/friendship?
Friendship, no. Relationship, mostly yes.
Whirlpool Galaxy: Have you ever cried over a breakup?
No, but it was a painful time nonetheless.
Comet: What’s your big dream?
To be healthy.
Asteroid: What does your dream life look like?
No health problems, big house, my husband and cats beside me, and going to work because I absolutely love my job.
Meteor: What’s something you wish you could tell, but can’t?
“You’re intriguing”. There is someone whose name I don’t know, but I’ve seen him several times and he’s really intriguing.
Nebula: If you could undo one thing in your life, what would it be?
That brain incident.
Shooting Star: If you could bring back one thing, what would it be?
My grandma, but she’s not a thing.
Pulsar: What do you hope to do in the next 10 years?
The same thing as I do now. Working in my job, travelling, living with my husband and cats.
Supernova: What’s one thing you want to do before you die?
Travel around the world.
Quasar: If you could spend the rest of your life with only one person, who would it be?
My husband, easy.
Wormhole: What’s something you wish would happen, but know won’t?
Becoming friends with someone. Or rather three “someones”.
Black Hole: What’s the last thing you want to see?
Holy shit, a bunch of triggering questions out there.
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10/9/22
I'm pretty high tonight. :D
I got some more cleaning done, not quite as much as I wanted to, but a good amount. I cleaned the studio today, the room that first was basically my ex's room that she would sleep in when we had fights before she rented her apartment. Then, after the breakup, it sat empty for about 6 months. After that, I converted it into an art studio and jam room. After no one came and jammed out there, I gave it to my dog. And disassembled her crate... forever, I guess. It was a hell of an upgrade, from a shit plastic crate to her own futon mattress on the floor. She slept on that thing every night. She deserved it. She was an angel. I love her very much, every day.
Then I moved in to share the space with her, converting it into a hybrid dog room, unused jam room and set up my PC in there with a webcam rig for streaming drawing (that's where my profile pic comes from, that was done on stream in the studio). So I cleaned up my plastic portfolio thing from like 2006 that has a decade and a half of artwork. Whatever survived the years. I vacuumed. I dusted stuff. Sorted music cables and shit.
But I came across the beginning of a drawing. A commission from my older brother. He wanted me to draw him a portrait of his dog that passed away. I still want to. I really do. And I did start it. But it hit me really fucking hard. Emotionally. Working on that piece... I was just... I didn't wanna fuck it up. Honestly. I didn't want to half-ass it, or not do my absolute best. And I stopped working on it. And it got left on the floor. The paper is all faded and shit now. That moment was just depressing as fuck. I don't remember if I kept it. I might not have.
I think I should finish it. Fuck getting it perfect. Maybe I'll do a digital one for him. I don't know. See... I just... I know he'll like literally anything I give him. And if it were just a novelty one or something, or just a fictional commission or something, or a logo or something... It's so fucking different with a memorial piece. Like... it's a lot of pressure. I'm just flashing back to a memory of a commission I took years ago for a guy who I'm guessing lost his partner. And it really fucking is hitting me hard. Emotionally. How much pain that must be. It's a crazy experience when you open yourself up to it. To literally put yourself in another person's shoes. Emotionally put yourself in that position. Like you're dreaming as that character going through that experience. And to fully feel those feelings. Fuck man, it makes me shiver just thinking about it. I'm also really cold and my fan is still on. I don't know why... It's 37 fucking degrees out. OH, maybe that's why I'm shivering... XD
But let's not downplay that experience, true empathy. Full empathy. Closing your eyes and putting yourself there in someone else's experience, the best you can imagine it. God, it really does a number on you sometimes, doesn't it? It's a really unique feeling, isn't it? I guess this is like... what people feel like when they hear themselves recorded for the first time and don't like the sound of their voice? It makes me reflexively reflect on my own actions a lot. I'm sure isolation has a big role in that, and it probably makes it much easier for me to do that. Spontaneously, even. Like "I wonder what I look like from their eyes right now", and I just pop right in there. So when I get a commission for a funeral piece of a lover, or a loved one... It can do a number on me. And it did. Because my dog was getting older at the time, and working on a funeral piece for my brother while my old dog was sleeping behind me kinda just made me want to hang out with her instead of sit there with my back to her. Which I did a bit too much, and I regret it.
So maybe I'll take on that commission soon. And maybe I'll make it a two-fer since my brother and his wife just lost her dog too. And that's gonna be a tough wound to heal for her, for both of them. I'd like to be strong enough to work on those soon. I think it will be a wonderful gift. I hope. I know if it's too familiar a drawing, it will... okay, let me put it this way. If I saw a photorealistic portrait of my dog right now, I would start bawling. My heart would sink and soar at the same time. Just doing cartwheels around my thoracic cavity. It would be... too much. And she passed in June. So... that's something I might need to consider.
Welcome into my brain studio! Today's lesson is going to be "how to decide what kind of medium/style to do this commission in". So I developed a style of doing realism portraiture using tattooing techniques fused with traditional ones. God I can't word this right now. XD For work with reference that people wanted done, we treated it like flash. You grab the piece you're working on, get your transfer carbon paper and get your stencil prepped. Stencil work is usually grabbing general shapes you want to work with, hard lines, darkest darks, outlines if you're gonna go with those. It's gonna be everything visible to ink in, everything else is gonna be from your imagination, or working from reference. The stencil is applied to the skin, you start your line work, then do your fills/shading. Though we did have a little trick of using little surgery markers that you could use to shape things out on the skin, but stencils were just... staples. Essentials. So with realism in my colored pencil and tattoo design commissions, I started combining this technique with my traditional art. I'd use a lightbox to grab shapes, hard lines, darkest darks - then freestyle the rest. Just like inking. It started as nostalgia, but eventually kinda became a staple. And eventually, I'm afraid, a bit of a crutch.
So now, I'm facing this interesting situation. If I use my tattoo techniques and go for realism, I can get very realistic. But in this case, pure realism might actually just be... so emotional that it's not fun to be around. That it's hard to be around. So maybe I should lean into this newer gestural, more sketch-based style. Maybe I should go a bit more cartoony or a caricature or something. Like a Disney version or something. Wouldn't that be easier to stomach? Wouldn't that be less like "this is the dog whose eyes I looked into 4 months ago when she was put down", and more "this is a cute cartoon of what my best friend was like"? Sorry for how real that got, I just think it's important to say that out loud sometimes to really make the reality of the situation sink in. Get to know your audience's experience.
I think a lot of people think photorealistic memorial pieces are going to be a wonderful thing, but in a lot of ways I think they can do more bad than good. I think, I could be wrong, but I think for me it would. So maybe just trying to capture their spirit, their personality, would be a better way to approach it. That's what I'm thinking. So something gestural, something sketchy (kinda, but I'd like it to be clean...), something... a bit surreal? Exaggerated features. Like a dream-version of them or something! Well... it's a good thing I have SketchDaily which I have been neglecting the past 2 days to practice styles with, because I'd really like to give this a try.
Very glad I wrote tonight. I have a lot of cleaning to do tomorrow, so I'm going to bed. No idea how it's not light out, it's like 6 AM... These have been intense lately, a lot of big things coming up as I start digging through my possessions, some of which have been undisturbed for actual years. Like years of dust piled on them. It's gross, really. I really wish I didn't live like this, but I'm really just tired of kicking my own ass about it, it doesn't change it. I am too attached to things. I love my things, they all have memories! And I have too many right now. And the memories are not often good lately. So... it's been more like desecrating an ancient burial ground or something. And the spirits that come out to remind me of their presence, they're just everywhere right now.
A last note, because I'm bouncing all over different memories right now and it's going too fast for me to keep up with. I don't really get nostalgic anymore. Listening to things from the past is hard. Uncomfortable. A lot of them. A reminder of now being old. A reminder of how carefree I was back then, and how I know too much now. How I can't go back to not knowing how horrible the world could be. To thinking all the movies and fiction and stories were just stories, and not rooted in very real things. I stopped seeing the adventure and started obsessing over the risk. Knowledge will do that. I remember one point today when I connected with a memory... I think it was while I was sorting my old clothes from god knows how long ago, I probably hadn't worn or washed any of those clothes in over 5 years. I don't remember the memory itself, I just remember that it was a shared memory with my ex. And I wanted to just immediately dismiss the memory because it came from that time period.
Holy fuck I remember it. It was a little plastic marker thing for the jalapeno plants I got for the garden. That garden was fuckin nuts, I bit off WAY more than I could chew! XD But we called the plant "Holla Pete, Yo". An evolution of "Pete, the Jalapeno". And I said it out loud when I picked it up. And I wanted to just sweep the memory away. Then I stopped myself and went, "dude, it's a good memory, why are you getting rid of it?" And I guess I kept it. And I'm better for it. I remember saying something to myself about how it's kinda stupid to throw away good memories just because it didn't end the way you wanted. LIKE BATTLESTAR GALACTICA. Or Game of Thrones, I guess, I never finished it but it seems like that's what people say or something, I'm out of my depth there. Like Lost, let's go with that. Just because there were parts you didn't like, or the conclusion wasn't perfect, shouldn't mean throw it all away. I really believe that. It's just... really hard. As a very emotional person, it's very hard to s---- I don't like that I said that, I went to actually delete that, god have people ruined that sentence! XD It's hard to sort through the mixed feelings that I get with that stuff. That's kinda the best I can put where I'm at with that. It's very hard to look at the pandemic and think of the good times. But it's much easier for me to do that, than to look at my last relationship and really embrace the good memories, really relive them. And look at a face that at the time I fully trusted, and likely shouldn't have. There's the pit of the stomach feeling. So... enough therapy for tonight! XD
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YOU GUYS ARE DATING
Corpse x MGK!sister reader
(Found this image on Pinterest so all credit goes to artist, if you know who it is please comment below so I can credit them)
A/N: this was requested by @heyitssab
Tree is tall of sex in this, but it’s more in a joking matter, plus corpse has stated he doesn’t mind as long as you are not a minor or send or tag him. I’m literally 2 years younger than him, and have no intentions of ever tagging him or sending him any of my work XD
Summary: how many idiots does it take to tell the brother and friend they’re dating? Apparently takes 2 very forgetful people, who kept their relationship secret without knowing it.
It had just been by chance, a small chance that he had been scrolling through his tags. liking and reposting art, when he saw a tag from someone he followed. He wrecked his brain for when he had followed her, coming up empty. She was cute, no denying the beauty she had as she laughed in the video. It was a clip from a stream that he didn’t know she had, as he couldn’t even remember her name, wearing his merch as it fit her snug. It fit her perfectly in fact, the large hood covering her face, hiding the flush to her face from her rather large chuckles that left her body. He couldn’t help but like the photo, and he couldn’t help but to press message either.
It was first only small likes to posts, an Occasional message, and a view on their livestreams, but that all changed when he spoke of the song he was working on with her older brother.
It all started that night, when both lay in their beds as they talked, laughed, and felt their hearts flutter each time they heard one another speak.
Her phone rang violently in her bag, nearly making her drop the to go bag all over the ground as she walked. “Hello?” She asked, as she held both bags with her hands as her shoulder gripped the phone as if it’d fall down a cliff. “Hey bug!” He exclaimed, making her chuckle as she heard the booming sound of his voice. She had always detested the nickname, as he gave it to her as kids due to her horrendous fear of the creatures. But, it brought more joy to her, as it reminded her of their youth. Having been adults for years, it was fun to hear such a childish name that’s stuck.
“Hey mopey.” She chuckled, as that was the name she gave him when he was in his emo phase that he never outgrew.
Both talked as she walked towards the elevator, mainly about how his day had gone as she silently listened.
She had always been this way, always the shyer of the two, the one to listen to others first before she said a word. He had teased her for it most of their childhood and teen life, but he had grown to love it, as he could let loose or rant to her about anything, and he knew she’d be there just to listen to him.
“So what’re you doing right now?” He asked, as she got into the elevator. “Just grabbed some dinner a few minutes before you called and nearly made me shit.” A smile painted on her face at his boisterous laughter.
“Are you at home?” He asked, as he heard the sound of the elevator beeping in the background. “No, I’m spending the night with my boyfriend.”
She had mentioned about a month prior that she was seeing someone, the joy it brought him to hear the excitement and joy in her tone as she gushed about their first date.
If this was 7 or 8 years prior, he would be bombarding her with questions about the man, who he was, where he lived, where he could meet him to find his intentions with his baby sister. But, in the last few years, he found himself feeling calmer whenever she’d mentioned her love life. He knew she was smart, and would never date a man who treated her poorly. The few breakups she had, they always ended amicably, her head still high as she told him. So, he never asked her any questions about the man, as he could tell from the few times she mentioned him, he could feel the love this man had for her, and Vice versa.
The strong barreling of her phone alerted them awake, both groaning out as she reached for her phone without lifting her head from his shoulder. “Hello?” She mumbled, voice slurred as the saliva was thick in her mouth, barely awake as she fought to listen in on who dares to wake them up.
“Hey!” He exclaimed, making her equally exhausted lover groan. She shifted off of him, laying on her back as he turned away from her, as to hopefully shut his eyes and fall back asleep. She was used to her brother's large voice, as it hardly phased her after growing up with him. “Colson, why are you calling me this ungodly hour?” “Oh come on, it’s not that early.” “Col its-“ She pulled her phone from her ear, eyes shutting violently as the bright light blinded her “5 o’clock in the morning. So again, I’m going to ask you, why did you call me at the asscrack of dawn?” “You don’t remember?” He asked, making her irritation grow. “No, that’s why I’m asking.” She says, as she rubbed her sleep crusted eyes. “You were coming up today to hang out with casie, remember?” Her hand stopped rubbing her face, as she felt her heart stop momentarily. “Wait, you mean today? I thought I was coming Friday?” “No, both of you settled on today, remember I told you that’s perfect because I have a day off?” She felt her heart pain as she heard the sadness in his tone, knowing he’s expecting her to bail. “Yeah sorry, I thought you meant Friday so I mixed it up, let me get ready and I’ll be out the door okay? Love you” she said, as she hung up the line.
Before she could even move, she felt his arm wrap around her body. A tired groan leaving his lips. “Nooo stayyyy.” He groaned, pulling her body to his. She smiled as she looked down at him, wrapping her arm on his chest and the other behind his neck. “I wish I could live, but I can’t.” Planting a soft kiss against his lips. “Stay in bed for a few more hours, please?” Her heart pulled at his tone, hearing just how tired he was. “I can’t, casies wanted me to come up for weeks now. And it takes a good 3 hours to get there. I wanna spend as much time as I can with them before it gets dark so I can get back safely.” He groaned at this, wrapping his arms around her. “Yeah but it’s only 5, it wouldn’t be safe to drive since we went to bed like, 2 hours ago.” “Yeah, and whos fault was that mister?” She teased, “hmm, sorry but I just couldn’t keep my hands to myself after not seeing you for a few days.” He mused, pulling her body closer to his, planting his lips against hers. A small hum left her lips as he pulled her thigh over his, grabbing the flesh harshly as their lips cascaded together. “Mm, no no no, you’re not gonna convince me to stay here just to go another round.” She said, as she got off from his warm body, throwing his large hoodie over her bare body. “Oh come on babe, are you sure about that?” He said, making her turn around to him. A small gasp left her lips as her eyes took in his milky white complexion. His honey brown eyes looking back at her with a small smile etched onto his face. His hair a tousled mess that resembled a bird's nest, some pieces falling onto his face. “Honey, I’ve been wanting to see my family for weeks now, I see you almost everyday and practically live here. I’ll be back tomorrow so I can grab more clothes from my place okay?” She placed a kiss to his lips, both holding one another in their arms. “I don’t know why you don’t just say fuck that place and just move in.” He mumbled, making her chuckle and heart warm. “Don't you think it’s a little soon though? I mean we’ve only been together a few months love.” “Yeah, but you’ve practically lived here since we got together, you literally just go there to get more clothes that you end up leaving here.” She looked into his eyes as she thought about his words. “Hm, I’ll think about it today okay?” She mused, planting a kiss to his lips. A soft okay leaving him as she got up.
“And babe, remember if you live here, we can have all the sex we want and not have to worry about driving to get one another.” He exclaimed, laughing at the loud honey she screamed from the bathroom.
She couldn’t help but laugh out as she watched, as her niece tried her hardest to braid her fathers grown out hair. It was near impossible not to, as pieces would fall out, resulting in her pulling them harsher, nearly pulling his eyelids back due to the tension from his temples. “Okay okay you’re gonna fuckin scalp me.” He chuckled , as all three bursted out in large laughter.
“So how’s school going this year?” She asked her, as she delicately painted her nails. Both of the girls had found themselves on the floor in front of the nice coffee table, as colson sat and chatted with them. “It’s going really well.” “Oh yeah? Make any new friends?” She teased. “I mean, kinda.” She couldn’t help but hear the wavering in her tone, spotting the faint blush dusting her skin. “Ohh, so there’s a someone eh?” She teased to her, making the preteen hide her face as to conceal the flush. “His names Garrett, and we both take social studies together. He always sits next to me at lunch, and we’ll draw on my notebook.” She gushed, making her smile. “Soo, do you think he likes you?” “I mean, that’s what everyone keeps saying.” “Yeah well don’t worry about it to much cas, you’re not dating anyone for many more years. You’re still a kid.” Her das said, making the young girls face fall.
Y/N knew he was only saying this to protect her, as he said the same thing to her growing up. “Hey, don’t be bummed out about it. He is right, you both are only 12 and should focus on school. But don’t worry, he’ll come around. He was just like that with me up until my current boyfriend.” She whispered, making the young girl chuckle.
“Speaking of which, how are you guys doing?” He asked, as she hadn’t mentioned hun to her in a while. He didn’t think it’d hurt to ask. “Great actually, we’re thinking of moving in together actually.” “That’s great! I’m really happy that y’all met.” “Yeah, I am too.” She hummed, a flush dusting her cheeks.
Both men laughed as they chatted on the phone, talking about anything that would come to mind. What was once only a collaboration for a song, turned into an amazing friendship that caused both of them to call at late hours just to shoot the shit.
A yawn left his lips, as he listened to colson ramble on about another song he was making. “Woah, you tired man?” Colson asked, shocked to hear the sound. “Yeah sorry, was up most of the night last night.” He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. “Were you feeling alright?” He asked, worry laced in his tone. He knew all about his friends illnesses, even once being on the other end of the phone during a bad spell one day.” “Oh yeah yeah yeah, was just, up with the misses last night.” He chuckled, a flush blooming on his cheeks. “Ohhh yeah? And how was it?” This shocked him, nearly feeling his heart stop. Like, does he usually know about his sisters sex life? He didn’t think much of it, as he knew just how close both were. “It was absolutely fucking amazing. Like I thought we’d be done for the night, fully tapped out but after like 5 minutes she’d be right back on me for another round.” He chuckled, his flush even worse than before. “Ayyyeee good for you corpse, glad to hear that puss is bussin.” He laughed at this, throwing his head back. “Yeah, it’s bussin bussin.”
Both men talk as they read from their phones, eyes wide in absolute awe of the love they received from the song. They had just dropped it a few days prior, not expecting the cry of joy from both fan bases.
He didn’t even look up from it when she walked in, until she bent down to plant a kiss to his forehead. “Sorry I had completely forgot about the tea I made you an hour ago, but I put it back on the stove to heat it up so if it’s twisting funky just tell me okay?” Before he could even thank her, both their heads whipped towards the loudness from the other line. “Y/N? Is that you? What in the hell are you doing there with corpse!” He didn’t sound angry, more shocked than anything, both of them looking at the phone in confusion. “I, I love here? Remember I told you like a month ago I was moving in with him?” “WHAT!” Both jumped at the loud scream. “Wait so you guys are dating!?” Both we’re even more perplexed, until it dawned on both of them. Their eyes wide as they turned their heads to one another slowly. “Wait you didn’t tell him?” “No? He’s one of your best friends so I thought you did!” “He’s your brother! So I thought you did!” Both whisper, until all three lay silent. That was until, the large cry of laughter that leaves the two, leaving colson even more confused. He wasn’t mad, not at all actually. More shocked and confused than anything. Until he started thinking, it does make sense, all the times they spoke about one another without him knowing, all the times they mentioned-“OH GOD!” He yelled, gagging violently, making them stop their laughing fit. “What's wrong? Why are you yelling?” She asks “like a month ago corpse was talking about how he was tired cause he was up all night having sex AND I HAD NO IDEA HE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU! OH GOD WAS THAT WHY YOU WERE LIMPING THAT DAY WITH CAS AND I!” Both laugh even harder, as they listen to his ever growing gags.
“So yeah,. That’s literally how we had no idea we were keeping the relationship secret from her brother.” He laughed, as he red the comments and listened to his friends' laughter. She sat beside him, head laying on his shoulder as he told the story. She couldn’t help but to look back up into his eyes, as he glanced down at her, planting a soft kiss to her lips. “Keep it pg guys.” Colson said from the other line, making them chuckle.
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Just now realizing that your Lukadrien tag goes back WAY further than I knew about... XD Yay! I love reading your works, so I honestly couldn’t be happier about this. :)
Why, yes. ^w^ I started writing Lukadrien in 2019, so there are a lot of stories to read. I'm so glad you're excited! Thanks for the Ask.
Here are all of my Lukadrien works on AO3.
I would like to take the time to recommend the below. Phantasmagoria and Études are probably my favourites.
Multichapter Stories:
Phantasmagoria - Luka runs into Adrien on the anniversary of his mother’s disappearance in a bar where Luka’s band is playing, and Luka takes it upon himself to make sure Adrien gets home safe. This proves harder than expected when Adrien ends up spending the night on the Liberty. Luka struggles to take care of Adrien without taking advantage. Adrien makes this more difficult with his lack of personal boundaries and propensity to flirt. Secrets are shared, brutally honest conversations are held, and the two grow closer through shared pain and love of music.
Études: Fifty Lukadrien Kisses - Heated, quick, passionate, slow, sorrowful, comforting, joyful, teasing, tentative, angry...fifty times Luka and Adrien kiss in fifty different ways. A series of drabbles taking place throughout the course of Adrien and Luka's relationship. From uncertain beginnings to marital bliss, tough times and times of celebration, from friendship to love, fifty snapshots of fifty Lukadrien kisses.
Your Hands Hold Home - As Adrien attempts to build a life for himself on his own terms, he finds himself falling hard and fast for his new roommate. Meanwhile, Luka tries to be a good, supportive friend while fighting a losing battle against his feelings for Adrien. Misunderstandings, mutual pining, fluff, and soft moments abound.
Among the Wild Things - Prince Adrien has always felt stifled and controlled, never free to be himself. Everything changes when he goes to the enchanted woods to escape his life and his problems and falls in love with a shape-shifting river spirit.
Zebras Can't Change Their Stripes - After four years, Adrien is back in Paris, broke, and ready to try to reconnect with friends and get his life back on track. Meanwhile, Luka is going through a breakup and struggling not to be a total wreck. They’ve grown and changed, but they’re still the same people underneath it all. As they try to pick up where they left off, they support one another, and their friendship slowly grows into something more.
One-Shots:
Private Party - Luka has always admired the seemingly unattainable Adrien in secret, but when Luka runs into Adrien feeling displaced and alone at his class’s graduation party, the walls between them come down, and Luka learns that he’s not the only one who’s been pining.
Better Than Expected - Things Luka did not anticipate happening today: jumping into the Seine, having his underwear choices critiqued by his crush, teaching Adrien to do laundry, and having his wildest dreams come true. In which Adrien shows off his skills at basketball to his own detriment and masters the art of laundry-fu as well as tonsil hockey.
For the Fairest - A bottle of love letters marked “For the Fairest” left by a secret admirer throws the inhabitants of the Liberty for a loop. Luka can’t help hoping that they come from a certain blonde.
Finding the Silver Lining -
Luka growled softly, his head tipping back so he could stare up at the ceiling in his frustration. “Adrien, I don’t know how to be any more explicit with you. …You know how sometimes two people decide they like each other and want to kiss and get married and have babies?”
Adrien’s head tipped to the side. “Yeeees?” He stretched out the vowel, sounding completely uncertain of where Luka was going with this.
“That.” Luka sighed, lowering his gaze to meet Adrien’s. “At the risk of completely ruining our friendship, that’s what I’m trying to tell you. Because it breaks my heart that you think no one’s ever going to love you when I’m right here, utterly adoring you.”
When Adrien’s feeling down on his luck, Luka is there to remind him how much he’s loved.
Tights and Tea Lattes -
Adrien hesitated, his stomach twisting up in a panic at the thought of the challenging lift that came next in the dance.
“We don’t have to do this if you’re not comfortable,” Luka reminded.
Determination set into Adrien’s eyes once more, and he gripped Luka’s hand.
“I can do this….” Adrien’s face softened into a warm smile. “Besides, you won’t let me fall.”
“If I did, I’d go down with you to soften the landing. I don’t let my partner get hurt,” Luka assured. “Especially not you.”
Adrien has always preferred the freedom of dancing solos over the drudgery of working with a partner. When he dances a pas de deux with Luka, however, he learns how exhilarating a partnership can be. Luka might just win him over yet.
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